We are brainwashed from near-birth into believing that we have a finite amount of time in which to live out our lives. It’s a lie.
What is time? Ask 100 physicists and you’ll probably get at least 137 answers. One or two might be honest, smile ruefully and admit, “I have no idea.” It has been variously described as a river, an ocean, the 4th Dimension, and the thing that keeps everything from happening at once (Richard Feynman came up with that explanation, tongue only slightly in cheek).
So what is time?
Time and space are sort of “buy one, get one free.” With space, you get time. When you have a 3 Dimensional object, things have to happen to it in a somewhat linear fashion in order to . . . well, have some kind of order.
We don’t want everything happening at once. Let’s face it, some people are barely capable of walking and chewing gum at the same time – seriously.
Without time, our meager 3D senses would be utterly overwhelmed. We wouldn’t be able to have a conversation or a relationship or even make toast. In a purely energetic body, some suspension of the ordinary rules of time and space would be less problematic, but for the meat-sacks, we gotta have time.
So, what is time?
For our purposes, let’s look at Time as the 4th Dimension. Time is a field that we play in. It isn’t a thing that you can have. It’s like Space, which is where everything happens. Time is the way we 3D types perceive our eye-blink lives so we can get born, grow, learn stuff, go to school and get brainwashed into thinking Time is some kind of finite thing that is rapidly running out and we have only such a little bit of it in order to do everything and every time that goddam clock ticks another second dies!
Time Is Running Out on These Great Sale Prices! Clearance! Going Out Of Business! Hurry on down to McSmarmy Autos because these deals can’t last forever! Save time because you don’t want to waste it! Hurry up and wait! I spend my Time killin’ Time because Time waits for no one.
We are regimented, starting at age three or four, and our days are sliced up into activities and assignments and naps (whether we are tired or not) and snacks (whether we are hungry or not) . . . We are conditioned to live by the clock so we can take 500 time management classes so we can fully participate in a society where it is believed that Time=Money. We are conditioned to expect that we will spend our lives punching a clock and selling our precious, finite, and ever-dwindling time in exchange for money.
And most of us end up doing exactly that, because it’s what everybody else is doing, and it seems to be going okay for them, and besides, living indoors is good and selling our time for money seems to be the only really safe way to keep doing that — and still, every time that goddam clock ticks . . .
Tick. Tock.
Feeling stressed yet?
Let’s take a deep breath here. Time doesn’t belong to you. Time isn’t something anybody can possess. It is a beautiful solution to the problem of us poor 3D slobs not being able to handle everything happening all at once. You are not given a handful of Time-Bucks when you are born, which you are expected to guard jealously for your whole life so they will last you 80 or 90 years. Nope. You aren’t “running out of time.” You can’t run out of time. Even when you die, your body is still subject to temporal experience. You cool. You get rigor mortis. You start to experience entropy up close and personal.
Say you are cremated. Your family then takes your ashes out on a boat, or up in an airplane, and scatters them in the ocean or over a mountain, where they are consumed by flora which is consumed by fauna (or . . . fisha) and continue to have temporal experience as flowers, or a tree, or somebody’s lunch, which then creates part of that person’s body, who then makes a baby, and so it goes. Your 3D self lives on, even after your real self has moved on to a whole new shiny life. Trees can live hundreds of years, some even thousands.
So you are not running out of time.
Y’all are hep to the whole Law of Attraction thing, yeah? I mean, you’re reading this blog, you’ve probably heard of it. So why the holy hell are you believing that you “don’t have time,” or that anything is ever “too late?” Do you get it that by believing that, by saying that out loud, you are telling the Universe to speed your life up so you can’t enjoy it?
You’ve made the “gratitude lists” before, where you write down every good thing, even the infinitesimally small good things, that happen to you in a single day, in order to stir up the good stuff and attract more of it? You can absolutely do the same thing with Time. “Hey, I found five minutes this morning to step outside and get some fresh air!” “The meeting ended 15 minutes early, so I took a walk before going back to work!” “Wow, my kid got a ride to gymnastics, so I have an extra hour to do . . . whatever I want!”
And eventually, but quicker than you can possibly imagine, you find yourself simply floating in the Field of Time. Not rushed. Unhurried. You stop thinking about Time as linear bits and start thinking of it as an ocean in which you can float suspended for incredibly fulfilling moments. Instead of saying, “How do I want to spend my time today?” you say, “What would I like to do now?”
Time is precious, but not because it is small. It is awe-inspiringly big. It is as massive as Love, and every bit as Holy.
You master Time by surrendering to the peace of it; allowing it to simply be; unsliced and undissected; magnificent and whole.
So what is Time? It is abundance itself. It is spaciousness and ease. It is boundless, and as near to infinite as it gets. It is. It is Now. And Now. And Now. And Now again. And Now some more. There is no last minute. There is, in fact, plenty of time for you to accomplish everything you can dream of, and more.
Think about it this way: if there wasn’t enough time for a person to do everything they want to do, how would anybody ever get bored?